Instantly I was in heaven! (or hell depending on who you’re talking to). The store was packed with magazines, videos, toys, lube, and anything else ...one would need to satisfy their sexual desires. I was in awe as I traveled down the isles trying to take in everything. I felt my cock hardening in my pants to the point where it looked terribly lude in my sweatpants. Finally I got to a pair of swinging parlor doors. Behind them I could see a series of doors next to eachother. There must have been. I know you are anxious to learn more about the Institute, but I'll leave that to your coaches."Since Janet and Mike were the last to arrive the whole group boarded a van for the short drive from the airport to the estate that was to be their home for the next two weeks.On arrival at the Institute Sandy brought Janet and Mike to a luxurious bungalow that was to be their home for the next two weeks. There was a sitting room that opened on a shady garden with a fountain. Three doors led to. And I went on crying out as he proceeded to fuck me in usual powerful fashion. I climaxed twice before he'd finished with me. He must have been pretty done in by then.When he'd gone, I lay there contentedly.Well, as content as a slave-girl ever can be.After all, I told myself, what a guest can have, so can a mere slave-girl!It was a satisfying thought.TariqIt had been an amusing afternoon with the Gomez woman. She was certainly very keen and I reckonned I would be invited in again. Of course, I. I knew he was totally drunk, and he was abusing me now, saying, you Indian filth can’t you even suck a cock properly? Look what you have done.I liked the insults. He slapped me hard, and continued you bitch deserve to be slaves, now, c’mon, lick me clean. I knew that not obeying him will mean more of physical abuse, so I abided like a good bitch, licking my puke off his body and penis, sucking it this time while I was licking him clean, he threw up on me too, leaving my hair and face covered in.